Bonnie Scotland

Last year we hired a 27ft RV to travel the North Coast 500 and since very little has changed with foreign travel apart from the intro of mass confusion and red tape, we’ve hired the same one again and are … Continue reading

Break from the Borders

Yup another weekend and yet another bloody border to dig for yet more triffids. Please tell me that’s it, that you’re gonna leave me a little grass to mow and that it doesn’t need to be an obstacle course every … Continue reading

Camp Kitty

Well what a scorcher of a weekend, 35 degrees under the veranda and 37 degrees in the hot tub. A day of cutting hedges, grass, weeding and general garden maintenance (oooo I’m in hog heaven!) with a little sit down … Continue reading

Mr Grumpy

British beaches just don’t do it for me at all, but Mrs Fogg loves them. So off we pootle to “Filey”, which I am sorry is smaller and less packed than Scarborough, but for me equally unappealing location. The things … Continue reading

The Stage is Set

Like a modern day Percy Thrower, Mrs Fogg’s greenhouse is all set for business after we completed the build of her staging from off cuts of wood and tongue n groove boards. All set to start growing stuff apparently in … Continue reading

It’s Official

Mrs Fogg is now an ole fart “senior”, knocking on the door of bus pass heaven. A leisurely up and then 15 cards (wow how many people does she know), prezzies and then out to collect packages from the post … Continue reading

Hippo Bafday Day 2

So day 2 of Mrs Fogg’s Birfday treats saw her wolf down American Stylee Pancakes (with a mass of syrup), before leaving the hot tub cabin and doing a walk somewhere hot and sunny. What’s in store for Day3? … Continue reading